I'm just wondering, have I been accepted? Because if so, I can help create vassals too, if you want the help.
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I shall reclaim what is rightfully mine with fire and blood...and a golem.
Appearance:
Name/Nickname:
Eren Pendragon/ The Lost Dragon
Quote:
“You only have two real choices in this world; you can fight, or you can die.”
Gender:
Male
Race:
Human
Personality:
Eren is a grim person. He is dark, menacing and brooding. He doesn’t make the best of conversationalists, as he’s not much of a talker. He is a listener, though. He listens to everything, not allowing anything to pass him by. When Eren does talk, it tends to be sarcastic and patronizing. He has very little patience for anything, least of all other people. Eren’s a cynic, as well. He doesn’t look for the bright side of life. On the contrary, he seems to have a gift to pointing out all the bad that there is in the world. He’s a “the glass is half empty” type of guy.
Eren is quite the scary appearance. Not only is it his massive, threatening figure, it’s his looks. He’s considered handsome, as he’s been told by numerous women, yet there is something cold about him, something that’s not quite right. It takes many people quite a while to figure out what this is. What they finally realize is that is his eyes. His piercing ice blue eyes lack any emotion. They’re dead, as if something had been there but was killed a long time ago. That is what is truly frightening of Eren. It’s the fact that he may have once had a shred of compassion, but that is long gone.
He was not always like this. He was once a happy, cheerful young man. A smile was never far from his lips and a joke rested on his tongue. He was once a completely different man, a joyful, boisterous character. That person is long gone, though. That person died. Yet somewhere, far beneath Eren’s hard exterior, that person is still there. Occasionally, that person can be seen. For, as hard as he may try to seem as if he doesn’t, Eren cares for others. He does not want to see others hurt for no reason. He does not want others to be used for others gained. And so, though he is dark and menacing and frightening, Eren is not cruel.
Eren is quite the scary appearance. Not only is it his massive, threatening figure, it’s his looks. He’s considered handsome, as he’s been told by numerous women, yet there is something cold about him, something that’s not quite right. It takes many people quite a while to figure out what this is. What they finally realize is that is his eyes. His piercing ice blue eyes lack any emotion. They’re dead, as if something had been there but was killed a long time ago. That is what is truly frightening of Eren. It’s the fact that he may have once had a shred of compassion, but that is long gone.
He was not always like this. He was once a happy, cheerful young man. A smile was never far from his lips and a joke rested on his tongue. He was once a completely different man, a joyful, boisterous character. That person is long gone, though. That person died. Yet somewhere, far beneath Eren’s hard exterior, that person is still there. Occasionally, that person can be seen. For, as hard as he may try to seem as if he doesn’t, Eren cares for others. He does not want to see others hurt for no reason. He does not want others to be used for others gained. And so, though he is dark and menacing and frightening, Eren is not cruel.
History:
Eren was born royalty. He was the only child of Haram Pendragon, first son of Emperor Uthar I Pendragon of the Niratrem Empire. Haram was not Emperor, though, as his younger brother Uthar II was crowned emperor after the Royal Decisions. Eren’s father was not jealous of this as he loved his younger brother and he had won it fairly. So, Haram enjoyed his lot as First Commander of the Emperor’s Armies and raising his only child.
Eren, despite being the nephew of the Emperor, lived a fairly normal life according to Niratemese standards. At the age of six he was taken from his home to learn the ways of war. He was quick to learn, successful in all his tasks. As he grew, so did his military prowess. He was athletic, strong, quick, and intelligent, everything a warrior should be. He excelled in all weapons, from swordsmanship to archery to riding. By the time he graduated at the age of eighteen, Eren was one of the greatest warriors in the entire Empire.
Upon graduation, Eren was accepted into the Gallants. This was one of the greatest honors he could have been bestowed. He accepted it thankfully and swore his Oath. Soon afterwards, he was sent to fight in one of the numerous skirmish wars that the Empire was engaged in. He steadily rose in fame, becoming well-loved by his subordinates and respect by his superiors. The common folk learnt tales of his heroism and began to praise his names. He even took his own sigil, a black dragon as opposed to the red dragon of Niratrem. During this time, Eren was also married to a woman that he loved greatly. He was happy.
Unfortunately, Eren would not live a happy life and follow in his fathers footsteps to become the First Commander. For though he consented himself to living his life fighting Niratrem’s wars for her, he was still royalty and so he was a threat. Emperor Uthar had had five children. Three of them were sons and two were daughters. The first son was of an age with Eren and the two had graduated together. They had been close friends, up until he died in a skirmish with Imperium forces. A year later, his younger brother died mysteriously in an accident. This left Uthar’s one remaining son, Malnar.
Malnar was not a typical Niratemi. He was not strong or athletic. He was not a warrior. At first this seemed fine, as Uthar had two sons who were both fit for ruling the empire. One thing Malnar was, though, was ambitious. He desired the throne for himself. It was he who had arranged his elder brother’s mysterious death, though there is no proof, despite the whisperings of the peasants. As sole son of Uthar, he would have the greatest claim to throne. However, he had one threat in a Royal Decision, in the form of Eren. Many, commoners and nobility alike, believed that he would be better fit to rule then Malnar. And so Malnar plotted to oust his cousin.
The plot occurred late one winter night, on one of the few occasions that Eren was home and not in the field. He had been sleeping in bed with his wife and newborn son when suddenly the door to his chambers burst open. One of his soldiers, one who was directly loyal to him, burst in, claiming that Malnar’s men were here to kill him. Before he could elaborate, his throat burst open as an arrow punctured it.
Eren leapt to his feet, sword already in hand. Armed men, cloaked in shadows, poured into the room. Eren began to fight his way through them, clearing a path for him and his wife. He was soon joined by more of his men and they began to fight their way through the castle. They eventually reached the courtyard and began to saddling their horses, when suddenly an entire contingent of soldiers arrived. They were under the impression that Eren had attempted to murder Malnar and that he was to be killed. Eren’s men put up a mighty resistance, but eventually they were all slaughtered. Eren managed to make it to his horse, along with his captain of the guard. His wife rode behind him, desperately holding their child in her arms. They began to make their escape, charging through the courtyard and across the drawbridge. They almost made their escape to freedom, yet suddenly there was a loud thud. Eren looked behind him in the saddle to see his wife, eyes wide, pierced through the heart by a crossbow bolt. She looked at him pleadingly, babe in her arms, as she fell to the ground. Eren would have turned back, if it wasn’t for his captain of the guard keeping him from doing so.
The two fled through the night. Days and weeks passed, and eventually they escaped the Empire. The two wandered for a time, not quite sure what to do with themselves. Eren was now a hollow shell of a man, torn apart by the death of his wife and child. Eventually they made their way to the Iron Mountain and now are employed with them. At least, Eren is. His captain died a year ago, on some mission to Yeric. Now, Eren is completely alone, haunted by his inner demons. It has been five years since that day and Malnor now rules the Empire. However, there are those that still cry out for their Lost Dragon and who would march behind the Black Dragon’s banner if it ever was to reappear.
Eren, despite being the nephew of the Emperor, lived a fairly normal life according to Niratemese standards. At the age of six he was taken from his home to learn the ways of war. He was quick to learn, successful in all his tasks. As he grew, so did his military prowess. He was athletic, strong, quick, and intelligent, everything a warrior should be. He excelled in all weapons, from swordsmanship to archery to riding. By the time he graduated at the age of eighteen, Eren was one of the greatest warriors in the entire Empire.
Upon graduation, Eren was accepted into the Gallants. This was one of the greatest honors he could have been bestowed. He accepted it thankfully and swore his Oath. Soon afterwards, he was sent to fight in one of the numerous skirmish wars that the Empire was engaged in. He steadily rose in fame, becoming well-loved by his subordinates and respect by his superiors. The common folk learnt tales of his heroism and began to praise his names. He even took his own sigil, a black dragon as opposed to the red dragon of Niratrem. During this time, Eren was also married to a woman that he loved greatly. He was happy.
Unfortunately, Eren would not live a happy life and follow in his fathers footsteps to become the First Commander. For though he consented himself to living his life fighting Niratrem’s wars for her, he was still royalty and so he was a threat. Emperor Uthar had had five children. Three of them were sons and two were daughters. The first son was of an age with Eren and the two had graduated together. They had been close friends, up until he died in a skirmish with Imperium forces. A year later, his younger brother died mysteriously in an accident. This left Uthar’s one remaining son, Malnar.
Malnar was not a typical Niratemi. He was not strong or athletic. He was not a warrior. At first this seemed fine, as Uthar had two sons who were both fit for ruling the empire. One thing Malnar was, though, was ambitious. He desired the throne for himself. It was he who had arranged his elder brother’s mysterious death, though there is no proof, despite the whisperings of the peasants. As sole son of Uthar, he would have the greatest claim to throne. However, he had one threat in a Royal Decision, in the form of Eren. Many, commoners and nobility alike, believed that he would be better fit to rule then Malnar. And so Malnar plotted to oust his cousin.
The plot occurred late one winter night, on one of the few occasions that Eren was home and not in the field. He had been sleeping in bed with his wife and newborn son when suddenly the door to his chambers burst open. One of his soldiers, one who was directly loyal to him, burst in, claiming that Malnar’s men were here to kill him. Before he could elaborate, his throat burst open as an arrow punctured it.
Eren leapt to his feet, sword already in hand. Armed men, cloaked in shadows, poured into the room. Eren began to fight his way through them, clearing a path for him and his wife. He was soon joined by more of his men and they began to fight their way through the castle. They eventually reached the courtyard and began to saddling their horses, when suddenly an entire contingent of soldiers arrived. They were under the impression that Eren had attempted to murder Malnar and that he was to be killed. Eren’s men put up a mighty resistance, but eventually they were all slaughtered. Eren managed to make it to his horse, along with his captain of the guard. His wife rode behind him, desperately holding their child in her arms. They began to make their escape, charging through the courtyard and across the drawbridge. They almost made their escape to freedom, yet suddenly there was a loud thud. Eren looked behind him in the saddle to see his wife, eyes wide, pierced through the heart by a crossbow bolt. She looked at him pleadingly, babe in her arms, as she fell to the ground. Eren would have turned back, if it wasn’t for his captain of the guard keeping him from doing so.
The two fled through the night. Days and weeks passed, and eventually they escaped the Empire. The two wandered for a time, not quite sure what to do with themselves. Eren was now a hollow shell of a man, torn apart by the death of his wife and child. Eventually they made their way to the Iron Mountain and now are employed with them. At least, Eren is. His captain died a year ago, on some mission to Yeric. Now, Eren is completely alone, haunted by his inner demons. It has been five years since that day and Malnor now rules the Empire. However, there are those that still cry out for their Lost Dragon and who would march behind the Black Dragon’s banner if it ever was to reappear.
Martial Skills:
Weapons Master- Eren is skilled with all weapons, from a longsword to a halberd, from a bow to a rifle. He has mastered nearly every way there is to kill and he does not hide the fact.
Natural Leader- Eren was, and still is, a leader. He is the type of man that others follow into battle, even if it will mean their death. While Eren is much darker than he was before, he still has the charisma of a leader.
Deathwish- Eren feels comfortable in the saddle, in an armor of plate, as the cries of the dying surround him and he charges into the enemy. No matter how great the risk or how unlikely the outcome, Eren will charge headfirst into danger.
Natural Leader- Eren was, and still is, a leader. He is the type of man that others follow into battle, even if it will mean their death. While Eren is much darker than he was before, he still has the charisma of a leader.
Deathwish- Eren feels comfortable in the saddle, in an armor of plate, as the cries of the dying surround him and he charges into the enemy. No matter how great the risk or how unlikely the outcome, Eren will charge headfirst into danger.
Passive Skills:
Horseman- Eren is comfortable in the saddle and has no qualms with long journeys on horseback. For him, it is as easy as walking on his own two feet.
Hunting- While he not as great as the hunters of the great wilderness, Eren knows how hunt for his next meal. As long as there is game, he will not go hungry.
Hunting- While he not as great as the hunters of the great wilderness, Eren knows how hunt for his next meal. As long as there is game, he will not go hungry.
Magic Skills:
N/a
Inventory:
Oathkeeper- the bastard blade that Eren carries on his back, Eren named it as such for two reasons. He still keeps the Oath he swore when he was accepted as a Gallant, even though he is technically no longer one, and the Oath he swore upon his wife’s death, which is to see Malnar and all those who aid him dead.Duel Pistols- Eren carries two pistols on each hip, as an ensurance in combat.
Saxe knife- Eren carries a saxe knife on his belt, as it is both handy in combat and for when skinning his next meal.
Other:
Pie
I don't suppose that this is still open?
@ulsterwarrior, it seems that Aranor shares the same flag as Operian. Then again, I have three flags with the one your using representing the royal flag in Operian.
Sorry about that just edited it.
@ulsterwarrior We may be touching in a few places, but from careful analysis I don't think we're overlapping in any significant manner. Thrashy will probably just adjust the borders when he manually to fit.
As for your nation, although I haven't finished the sheet, they sound like a mix between the Dalish and Ferelden from Dragon Age. Cool.
I didn't even intend for that to happen but awesome. I love both of them.
Name: Aranor
Location:
Flag:
Capital and Major Settlements:
Alayun, The First City
Helavan
Melayan
Kalayn
Visalen
Ruler and Royal Family:
King Halavor (appears 24, actually 652), King of the Forest
Queen Alys (appears 22, actually 645), Queen of the Waves
First Warden Valerion (appears 18, actually 331), Commander of the Green Wardens, Son of Halavor and Alys
Princess Edeneth (Appears 16, actually 225), Daughter of Halavor and Alys
Peoples:
Elves, with the few exceptions of humans that have been deemed worthy and accepted the Ways.
Kingdom Traits:
Beloved by the People
Wondrous Beauty
Military Traits:
Foraging
Masters of Ambush
Good Equipment
Light Armor
Good Archers
Ships
Riding the Waves
The Green Wardens (custom): The Green Wardens are an elite group of warriors whose sole task to prevent any outsiders from entering Aranor. They are some of the greatest marksmen in Seyan, as well being proficient in hand to hand combat.
Trade Traits:Agriculture
Flaws:
Even Your Horses Look Weak
Arguable Claims
Shoot First, Ask Questions Later (custom +1): The Green Wardens are an agreesive group. Generally, when they see outsiders approaching their woods, they will attack them first, before asking questions. This tactic may meen the safety of Aranor, but it also means a general dislike from all outsiders.
Culture:
Aranor is a great mystery of Seyan. Not many know if it or what secrets it hides. Many outsiders have dreamed up fantastic stories of what happens in those thick woods, many of which are untrue. They claim that the Elves can still manipulate magic, a skill they lost a long time ago. Others say that they worship demons, offering the souls of innocents and kidnapping children to convert them. However, Aranor has a relatively simple culture.
The Kingdom of Aranor is actually divided into two different peoples. There are the Visalar, those who follow Visnar, the God of Nature, and dwell in the forests. Then there are the Malisalar, those who follow Maalissa, the Goddess of the Occean, and dwell by the sea. Both equally respect each other and consider each other their own. This union is signified by the custom of marrying the ruler of Aranor to one of the opposite people. So, as King Halavor is a Visalar, he married Alys, a Malisalar.
Aranorians believe in equality and no one person is put above the other. There is no landed nobility, though there are those who rule over certain sections of Aranor, ensuring its safety. Males are considered equal to females, and even lesser to some radical Malisalar. Everyone lives in peace, devoting their long lives to the preservation of nature and the prevention of the harmful ways humans destroy it.
Military:
The Aranorian army is primarily comprised of the Green Wardens. These men and women devote their lives to patrolling the borders of Aranor, preventing anyone from entering their woods. They are expert marksmen, some of the best in Seyan. Aranorians practice archery from birth, and their long lives add to their expertise. The Green Wardens blend well with the forest, becoming part of it. Due to this, they are often called the Hidden Demons by outsiders. The Green Wardens are the only part of the military, or any Aranorians, seen by outsiders, and it so assumed that they are their entire military.
This is wrong, though. Aranor actually has a strong military of infantry. They are mostly pikemen, wielding the ilathu, a long staff with a large blade at the end. However, they are also skilled in archery and swordsmanship, like most Aranorians. Despite having a well-rounded infantry, these men are light armored, as Aranorians prefer speed to defense. Also, they have a pitiful cavalry, as they cannot think of risking the lives of horses in battle. Aranor does have a strong navy, due to the efforts of the Malisalar. They are small, swift vessels, yet extremely powerful.
Overall, Aranor has a strong military, though it is wasted on them. They are not aggressive. They do not seek to conquer and pillage. This military was created only out of necessity, as a means to defend the land they love so much from those who destroy it. Aranor will never sally out of their land, unless it is absolutely needed. That time may be coming, though.
Economy:
Aranor does not have the strongest of economies. They don’t even have a set form of currency. They practice trading and so do not mint coins. However, due to Aranor’s love of the land, they have some of the most fertile and beautiful soil, causing them to buy access to the trade between other nations. Aranor does not often trade with her neighbor states, though she will, if she deems it necessary.
Religion:
Aranor follows the Ways. It is the ancient path of living, as declared by the God Valis, the creator. It dates back from the ancient days of Elven history. Very little is known of the Ways, even for the Aranorians, as much of it was lost. However, what they do know is that it states how they should live in nature. They shall not kill for sport, only for necessity. They shall not cut down a single tree; unless it is has a purpose, and that must be limited. Life should be preserved at all costs, and those that must be taken must be mourned. Nature must be preserved at all costs. These are the Ways.
Aranor believes in three gods, who represent harmony with nature. There is Valis, who created the earth and all that is upon it. Then there is Visnar, the Lord of the Forest. It is believed that he runs among the trees, hidden, yet still among his children. Then there is Maalissa, the Queen of Waves, who dwells beneath the sea. It is believed that she created all water, from the great oceans, to the smallest of streams. Aranor believes that Elves are the children of Visnar and Maalissa, and that is why they have long lives. They believe that it was from them that they were declared the Ways, as Valis wished it.
Aranor accepts other religions, as they know the younger humans are foolish and blind. They allow them to worship their false gods, knowing that the Ways are the one true faith. They will fight no war over religion, or judge no man by what he believes. They simply wait patiently for the Ways to enlighten them all.
Reputation:
Aranor is not well liked among the other nations of Seyan. Since they attack anyone that comes to close, they have developed much distrust of the other peoples. Aranor does not trusts others, either. Much mystery surrounds Aranor, causing many fabled tales to be told of them. They are often the subject of stories told to children to make them behave. Aranor, though it does not trust the other peoples of Seyan, does not dislike them. They are proud to see how far these young humans have come and where they are going. As long as they do not bother Aranor, they are happy to let them live out their lives.
History:
Aranor was once part of the great Elven Empire of the same name. This empire spread across all of Seyan, and all were happy under the Ways. Elves could even practice magic. Much time passed, before the first humans arrived. At first there was peace between the two peoples, as the elves taught the humans much of what they knew. Some humans even came underneath the Ways. However, as more and more humans arrived, war broke out as the humans began to Break the ways. They hunted the beasts of the woods for pleasure. They cut down entire forests. They destroyed nature. And so, though the elves did it with much remorse, war began.
It was a long war, one that claimed thousands of lives. The tide would often turn back and forth, with no one clear winner in sight. Eventually, though, the overwhelming numbers of the humans began to win out. The Elves fought valiantly, yet there was no hope for them. The Aranor Empire was shattered and most of its people were slaughtered. Those that survived scattered to the wind. Eventually some banded together and found refuge in the south of Seyan, hiding in the forests as the humans squabbled over the land they had won. Eventually, they forgot the elves. And so, hidden in secrecy, the kingdom of Aranor was founded, with Halavor’s father, Yunavar, the first King. Now, it is Halavor’s task to continue on the survival of the Elven race.
Misc:
OOC: Please make any edits you feel neccesary. I'm not sure if I made these guys too OP. Thanks. Also me and Jura are close I just hope we're not overlapping.
Location:
Flag:
Capital and Major Settlements:
Alayun, The First City
Helavan
Melayan
Kalayn
Visalen
Ruler and Royal Family:
King Halavor (appears 24, actually 652), King of the Forest
Queen Alys (appears 22, actually 645), Queen of the Waves
First Warden Valerion (appears 18, actually 331), Commander of the Green Wardens, Son of Halavor and Alys
Princess Edeneth (Appears 16, actually 225), Daughter of Halavor and Alys
Peoples:
Elves, with the few exceptions of humans that have been deemed worthy and accepted the Ways.
Kingdom Traits:
Beloved by the People
Wondrous Beauty
Military Traits:
Foraging
Masters of Ambush
Good Equipment
Light Armor
Good Archers
Ships
Riding the Waves
The Green Wardens (custom): The Green Wardens are an elite group of warriors whose sole task to prevent any outsiders from entering Aranor. They are some of the greatest marksmen in Seyan, as well being proficient in hand to hand combat.
Trade Traits:Agriculture
Flaws:
Even Your Horses Look Weak
Arguable Claims
Shoot First, Ask Questions Later (custom +1): The Green Wardens are an agreesive group. Generally, when they see outsiders approaching their woods, they will attack them first, before asking questions. This tactic may meen the safety of Aranor, but it also means a general dislike from all outsiders.
Culture:
Aranor is a great mystery of Seyan. Not many know if it or what secrets it hides. Many outsiders have dreamed up fantastic stories of what happens in those thick woods, many of which are untrue. They claim that the Elves can still manipulate magic, a skill they lost a long time ago. Others say that they worship demons, offering the souls of innocents and kidnapping children to convert them. However, Aranor has a relatively simple culture.
The Kingdom of Aranor is actually divided into two different peoples. There are the Visalar, those who follow Visnar, the God of Nature, and dwell in the forests. Then there are the Malisalar, those who follow Maalissa, the Goddess of the Occean, and dwell by the sea. Both equally respect each other and consider each other their own. This union is signified by the custom of marrying the ruler of Aranor to one of the opposite people. So, as King Halavor is a Visalar, he married Alys, a Malisalar.
Aranorians believe in equality and no one person is put above the other. There is no landed nobility, though there are those who rule over certain sections of Aranor, ensuring its safety. Males are considered equal to females, and even lesser to some radical Malisalar. Everyone lives in peace, devoting their long lives to the preservation of nature and the prevention of the harmful ways humans destroy it.
Military:
The Aranorian army is primarily comprised of the Green Wardens. These men and women devote their lives to patrolling the borders of Aranor, preventing anyone from entering their woods. They are expert marksmen, some of the best in Seyan. Aranorians practice archery from birth, and their long lives add to their expertise. The Green Wardens blend well with the forest, becoming part of it. Due to this, they are often called the Hidden Demons by outsiders. The Green Wardens are the only part of the military, or any Aranorians, seen by outsiders, and it so assumed that they are their entire military.
This is wrong, though. Aranor actually has a strong military of infantry. They are mostly pikemen, wielding the ilathu, a long staff with a large blade at the end. However, they are also skilled in archery and swordsmanship, like most Aranorians. Despite having a well-rounded infantry, these men are light armored, as Aranorians prefer speed to defense. Also, they have a pitiful cavalry, as they cannot think of risking the lives of horses in battle. Aranor does have a strong navy, due to the efforts of the Malisalar. They are small, swift vessels, yet extremely powerful.
Overall, Aranor has a strong military, though it is wasted on them. They are not aggressive. They do not seek to conquer and pillage. This military was created only out of necessity, as a means to defend the land they love so much from those who destroy it. Aranor will never sally out of their land, unless it is absolutely needed. That time may be coming, though.
Economy:
Aranor does not have the strongest of economies. They don’t even have a set form of currency. They practice trading and so do not mint coins. However, due to Aranor’s love of the land, they have some of the most fertile and beautiful soil, causing them to buy access to the trade between other nations. Aranor does not often trade with her neighbor states, though she will, if she deems it necessary.
Religion:
Aranor follows the Ways. It is the ancient path of living, as declared by the God Valis, the creator. It dates back from the ancient days of Elven history. Very little is known of the Ways, even for the Aranorians, as much of it was lost. However, what they do know is that it states how they should live in nature. They shall not kill for sport, only for necessity. They shall not cut down a single tree; unless it is has a purpose, and that must be limited. Life should be preserved at all costs, and those that must be taken must be mourned. Nature must be preserved at all costs. These are the Ways.
Aranor believes in three gods, who represent harmony with nature. There is Valis, who created the earth and all that is upon it. Then there is Visnar, the Lord of the Forest. It is believed that he runs among the trees, hidden, yet still among his children. Then there is Maalissa, the Queen of Waves, who dwells beneath the sea. It is believed that she created all water, from the great oceans, to the smallest of streams. Aranor believes that Elves are the children of Visnar and Maalissa, and that is why they have long lives. They believe that it was from them that they were declared the Ways, as Valis wished it.
Aranor accepts other religions, as they know the younger humans are foolish and blind. They allow them to worship their false gods, knowing that the Ways are the one true faith. They will fight no war over religion, or judge no man by what he believes. They simply wait patiently for the Ways to enlighten them all.
Reputation:
Aranor is not well liked among the other nations of Seyan. Since they attack anyone that comes to close, they have developed much distrust of the other peoples. Aranor does not trusts others, either. Much mystery surrounds Aranor, causing many fabled tales to be told of them. They are often the subject of stories told to children to make them behave. Aranor, though it does not trust the other peoples of Seyan, does not dislike them. They are proud to see how far these young humans have come and where they are going. As long as they do not bother Aranor, they are happy to let them live out their lives.
History:
Aranor was once part of the great Elven Empire of the same name. This empire spread across all of Seyan, and all were happy under the Ways. Elves could even practice magic. Much time passed, before the first humans arrived. At first there was peace between the two peoples, as the elves taught the humans much of what they knew. Some humans even came underneath the Ways. However, as more and more humans arrived, war broke out as the humans began to Break the ways. They hunted the beasts of the woods for pleasure. They cut down entire forests. They destroyed nature. And so, though the elves did it with much remorse, war began.
It was a long war, one that claimed thousands of lives. The tide would often turn back and forth, with no one clear winner in sight. Eventually, though, the overwhelming numbers of the humans began to win out. The Elves fought valiantly, yet there was no hope for them. The Aranor Empire was shattered and most of its people were slaughtered. Those that survived scattered to the wind. Eventually some banded together and found refuge in the south of Seyan, hiding in the forests as the humans squabbled over the land they had won. Eventually, they forgot the elves. And so, hidden in secrecy, the kingdom of Aranor was founded, with Halavor’s father, Yunavar, the first King. Now, it is Halavor’s task to continue on the survival of the Elven race.
Misc:
OOC: Please make any edits you feel neccesary. I'm not sure if I made these guys too OP. Thanks. Also me and Jura are close I just hope we're not overlapping.
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I see no problem with this.
Regarding sending messages: It will work a bit like Elitestpotato described. If you're sending a covert message, you will PM me about it. Players can also choose to try to infiltrate rivalling courts for messages and/or actions. Depending on Traits, Flaws and tactics, the message will have a greater or lesser chance of being delivered unmolested.
Thanks. I should be done with the NS soon. I was wondering how you guys made those border adjustments. I'm not sure how to do it.
I was wondering if it would be possible to claim the land south of Jura for a primarily Elvish culture. If it is possible I would like to reach the coast but if that is too much, I am fine with just the remainder of that forest.
Hey guys, I'm back. I'm hoping to get my initial post up soon. As for my crops, I was hoping to get some raiding in to recieve crops, but I'm not so sure anymore. Everybody else is almost twice the size, if not thrice, of the Ironstone. Getting into a war right off the back would be suicide. I will have to look and see with my crops and such. Also, I was wondering about using a patrol. The Ironstone has recently dethroned the previous lord and declared independence. But that would turn most of the united Lords of Lundland against them. So is it possible if I use patrols to prevent news of the rebellion reaching the mainland?
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